Heaven's Kitchen
| ochite itta no yo daremo inai basho ni futari de aruita kurayami ni wa hana ga kidzukanakatta wa asahi ga noboru tabi ni anata wa hana o mite utsuroi no hayasa ni namidashita no ne fuyu wa sara ni ubau no? shouki no kareta watashi kara There’s no one like you in the end modoru sube mo nai mama ni There’s no one like you in the end What I’ve done is a serious crime, isn’t it? sagashite mo muda ne taiyou no shita dake wa iki o hisomete nigeru hito ga hitori anata o muyami ni kaeyou toshita koto ga subete no hajimari de owari datta masa ni kowarechatta no ne mayonaka ni saku hana ga watashi no tame iki de chitta There’s no one like you in the end mamoru sube mo nai mama ni There’s no one like you in the end What I’ve done is a serious crime, isn’t it? Are you still there? motto yoru o aiseru anata ga saitekureru nara There’s no one like you in the end anata o sotto aishitai There’s no one like you in the end What I’ve done is a serious crime, isn’t it? Are you still there? |
I fell into a place with no people I didn’t notice the flowers in the dark we two treaded Each time the sun rises, you see flowers and in the transition’s swiftness, tears came to your eyes, right Is winter stealing in more and more? From my true withered self There’s no one like you in the end Without even a way to go back There’s no one like you in the end What I’ve done is a serious crime, isn’t it? It’s futile even to search, huh? There’s only one person under the sun who’s hiding breathing sounds and running away My trying to change you unreasonably was the beginning and end of everything And it broke apart just like that, didn’t it The midnight-blooming flower fell at my sigh There’s no one like you in the end Without even a way to protect it There’s no one like you in the end What I’ve done is a serious crime, isn’t it? Are you still there? It’ll make me love the night more if you bloom for me There’s no one like you in the end I want to love you softly There’s no one like you in the end What I’ve done is a serious crime, isn’t it? Are you still there? |
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